User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Redwall Wars: A Deadly Turn/@comment-26141072-20150406033157/@comment-32303-20150410015637

The wildcat winces, retracts his claws and stares fixedly down at his oar as though it's the most interesting thing aboard the ship. 'Strykeclaw ye idjit, why weren't ye thinkin. . .' He sighs dejectedly, his ears, tail and whiskers droop but he nods absently.